I found an amazing place in San Diego… It’s on 4th and Robinson, a mere block from restaurants, bars, and coffee shops, about four blocks from Whole Foods, seven blocks to the UCSD shuttle, and zero blocks to my heart.
The neighbors are awesome… everyone around the courtyard (about ten of us) hangs out on the hammock/at the table on the evenings. It’s a reall nice home away from school.
woohoo!
glad to hear you’re ringing in the quarter century in style. :)
i need to run and make a dal now. i should have started half an hour ago, but i got distracted, and then almost began this comment with “sweetness and honeydew, what a good find!”
i think scotland does strange things to the brain.
Thanks for the postcards, send us pictures of where you really live.
I’m afraid a dad’s worst fear has been realized, we’ll never see you again. I thought students were supposed to struggle. I had visions of barely beyond poverty working towards the dream.
–Sigh—
In case you can’t find my message on your cell, Happy Birthday.
You’ve got mail, send an address.
Love you–Dad
ps: your high altitude adventures freak mom until she recognizes there’s someone holding the camera.
Forgot. If you intended clicking on the thumbnails to accomplish something, they crash on my machine.
Dad: that’s weird… they are just links to the full sized versions on Flickr… I’d try rebooting the computer, they shouldn’t crash anything.
Thanks for the birthday wishes. :)
Or… I was wrong. The links were broken, but they’re fixed now. :)